Whasthat!" "Um ... those are the toilets.
I didn't understand how. But the toilets had responded to me. I had become one with the plumbing...
There’s nothing here,” Carter said. “What do you want?” I asked. “We’ve got wax, some toilet papyrus, an ugly statue.
Whathat!" Tyson gasped. "Those are the stables for the pegasi," I replied, "You know, winged horses?" "Whasthat!" "Um... those are the toilets.